So, tonight was my first spin class for 3 weeks. Now, it was hard enough before when I had been going regularly but, after 3 weeks off over the Xmas period, I was dreading it. I had all these visions of the ridiculous amount of goose, mince pies, chocolate I had eaten being immediately visible via the media of muffin top, to all the skinny little bints that roll in and out of the classes as they please. Well, either the neon arrow pointing to said rolls of fat was switched off or, everyone was far too polite to point and gasp as I swallowed the bike seat.
As it happens the class was not half as bad as I expected and, I was nowhere near as hanging out of my arse as I feared I would be. Unfortunately, spin class number 2 is tomorrow with the little demon Amber. Tiny little spinning devil that sits her size 0 backside at the front, shouting words of encouragement that just translate as abuse to our overweight bodies. Yay. I can't wait.
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